Chapter 897: 896. Heart of a Child (5/5)

Chapter 897 896. Heart of a Child (55)

At this time, Li Du was staying in Los Angeles, so it was very convenient to meet Francis.

The two parties made an appointment at a private club next to the ancient city of Los Angeles. The owner of this club was a friend of Bell, who also happened to be a friend of Francis.

As usual, the female star drove her domineering G-series Mercedes-Benz.

After the two sides met, Li Du exchanged polite greetings, but Francis behaved as usual: "Don't be polite, let's go straight to the point, what's going on?"

In this case, Li Du didn't talk nonsense, so he told the story again, introduced the situation of Bruce and Habesel, introduced his family and what he was doing now.

After listening to him, Francis was a little moved, and said: "This kid is amazing. I know that Habesel still maintains such a disposition in that ghost place. He is a person worthy of admiration."

Chris Bell said: "Who said no? So when my guy decided to help him, I thought I was duty-bound, because this kid is the most responsible philanthropist I have ever seen, and we also have a responsibility to help him."

Li Du said with a smile: "Chris's praise is too much, you are a more responsible philanthropist."

Bell shook his head resolutely, and said, "No, Li, I'm not talking nicely. A person's contribution to charity does not depend on how much he pays, but on how much he gives what he has."

He pointed to himself, and continued: "I paid some of the money I earned, but what about the child? He paid all his hard work."

Francis looked at the coffee in front of him thoughtfully, and said, "You have to prove that what you said is true. If there is such an outstanding child, then I want to help him too."

Li Du said: "I took some photos, can I take my two children and let them tell you their experiences, is that okay?"

Without waiting for Francis to answer, Bell shook his head and said, "Hey, buddy, let me do it."

He opened the door and went out for a while, and then came back quickly. When he came back, there was another person beside him, a beautiful young woman who was elegantly dressed.

Francis and the young woman laughed after meeting each other. They hugged warmly. Francis greeted: "Stephanie, I heard that you went to Africa some time ago. It's really good. Your skin is not tanned. black."

Stephanie is the owner of this private club, and she smiled happily: "God bless, you don't know how I dared to go out at that time, I had to put on a thick layer of sunscreen."

Bell said thoughtfully: "No wonder I always smell your fragrance."

Stephanie laughed and said, "Of course, of course I have a scent..."

"Well, your meat has been marinated by sunscreen, so it must have the aroma of sunscreen." Bell said calmly.

Stephanie punched him. "Oh Chris, how did you get so glib? You're not the Son of God I knew anymore."

After making a simple joke to liven up the atmosphere, Bell brought up the topic: "Stephanie, we need Ms. McDormand's help with something, but she has doubts about our character, and I need your help." confirmed."

Hearing what he said, the smile on the pretty young woman's face disappeared, and she straightened her expression: "What do I need to do?"

Bell said to Francis: "I swear, Ms. McDormand, what my friend and I said earlier is the truth, and I think my character proves it."

Stephanie added: "Fran, I don't know what he said, but Chris is a real gentleman, if you ask me which man I trust, I have to tell you, Chris Bell, I trust him! "

Francis smiled and said, "Okay, Fanny, I'm not familiar with this Mr. Chris Bell, but I am familiar with you. Since you told me to trust him, then I will trust him."

Li Du was very moved. He didn't expect Bell to help him in such a way. He didn't experience what happened to Bruce, so it was risky for him to choose to do so.

Bell used this method to prove the authenticity of his words, and this trust made Li Du very grateful.

Stephanie asked curiously: "What are you discussing? It seems very serious?"

Francis said: "Of course, the reason why I need evidence to dare to do it is because in your opinion, this is just a matter of giving away a motorcycle. In my opinion, it is more than that."

Li Du heard something in her words, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Francis said: "I know a good man, he will be happy to help such a child who worships Batman. So, I think since I want to help this child, I should impress him."

At the end of July, Los Angeles officially entered the midsummer.

Even though the sky is full of dark clouds, the heat wave is still raging on the ground.

In a community converted from an abandoned factory in the Habesel slum, community administrator Rex Latin called several children down.

Most of these children are of yellow race, thin and taciturn.

The leader among them was a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy who had a problem with his right leg and was limping when he walked. It was the boy Bruce who called himself Batman.

"Mr. Latin, what can I do?" Bruce asked politely.

Rex looked at him with a half-smile and said, "Is it okay to call you down?"

Bruce grinned and said: "Of course, I just don't want to waste your time, Mr. Latin. I know that you have spent too much energy for the development of the community. If you have time, you need to rest."

Rex went up and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Bruce, you are a good boy, you can talk very well, I like you very much, understand?"

Hearing what he said, Bruce became vigilant and said, "Mr. Latin, what's the matter? Your compliment makes me very disturbed."

Rex didn't answer, he asked: "Bruce, you know the purpose of my creation of this community, I hope to provide a place for the poor people here in Habesel, and provide a place for those poor people who want to live."

Bruce nodded and said, "This is a great thing that God praises."

Rex said: "Actually, I know you. You are not a poor person. You are very smart and willing to endure hardships. If you leave Habesel, you can always find a job to work in, even if you don't have a degree. Ten years from now, you'll still be successful."

Bruce was silent, and the children behind him approached him.

Rex asked, "So I want to know, why don't you get out of here? Why do you have to take care of these little guys?"

Bruce looked at him strangely and said, "What's the matter, Mr. Latin, I don't understand why you ask..."

"You just answer."

Bruce said without hesitation: "Because I know them, no one wants to take care of them, someone has to take care of them, I am willing to do this, I want to help more people in need."